Don here has a sister that works in the IRS department and he promised to get her to help me out if I supported him in all this nonsense with the adde... incentive that he would say nothing to the IRS himself if things went according to plan. But I can’t buy into all this any longer and see you guys suffer. I’ve got nothing against the church being all progressive and culturally relevant on all this Lifestyle Nudism stuff and I was just trying to help Don out a bit and also keep myself out of a. Then I felt Luke wet his fingers and put a little spit on my tiny asshole to lube it.He smiled softly, saying he would not hurt me…Then Luke’s dick started to penetrate my asshole, as he pulled my hips back to his hard erection. It hurt me somewhat as I groaned in displeasure. But soon I tried to rotate my ass to help his cock enter me easier.Luke slapped my ass cheeks, telling me to relax and enjoy his hard cock.Then he started to pump my ass in a wild manner; not hearing my cries for mercy.. For some reason I remembered just when I’d lost Hope.My mid-life crisis hit the day I realized thirty-three was half-way through my life expectancy. Of course, technically, having already survived Viet Nam, I should have had a much longer life expectancy than the sixty-six that was estimated in 1982, but apparently I had seriously over-estimated.At thirty-three, I’d just been promoted to full partner and celebrated by buying a brand new bright yellow Mustang convertible. I moved to a new. Isme likha hai –Mere pyaare Gokuldham waasiyo aur meri pyaari Babita,Main yeh duniya chhod kar ja raha hun. Main apni jaan apne kaam ke stress ke waje se le raha hun. Mere haath ek bohut bada experiment aaya tha, jo main pura nahi kar shaka.Bhide, mere baad society ka treasurer Jethalal ko banana. Babita, mujhe maaf karna agar mujhse koi galti hui ho. Aur Tapu, mere jaane ke baad tum Babita se shaadi karna aur uska dhyaan rakhna.”Sab log suicide note padh kar hairaan the. Achaanak Babita ji.